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Dave Roberts here. There you are surrounded by fans, sharing wings, sharing drinks, high-fiving random strangers. Everybody remembers the game. Nobody remembers the guy coughing behind you until a few days later. At 2 a.m., you wake up with a fever and your throats on fire. Now what? Urgent care, clothes, ER, slam, telehealth, maybe, but the pharmacy's clothes. You needed a medical emergency kit. These aren't first aid kits. They contain essential prescriptions used for over 30 common conditions, sinus and ear infection, UTI, stomach bug, travelers diarrhea, and more. On hand before you need them. Use your doctor-developed guidebook to select the right prescription or call their telemedicine doctor standing by. It's like an urgent care and drugstore at home. When you're sick, traveling, or stranded, you'll wish you ordered a medical emergency kit. Order online in minutes and it's shipped to your door and say $45 with my promo code blue at urgentcarekit.com slash blue. That's promo code blue at urgentcarekit.com slash blue.
Inspire radio. From the classics to the new wave. This is the way it's going down. This is not a stop. It's foreign aid products with the one and only. Mr. Turned Up Himself DJ Uncle Lee The Don't want to disrupt shit got your name. Padded on my arm above pocket. I know you watch. Go hard like it's no tomorrow. Big homie. It's no option. We gonna tell you Lord. Live is how it's going. You ain't no about y'all. Bet you know it now. Y'all stay long. We live everyday for you.
Stayin' loyal. We are soldiers. We love you. I love you. No coming back from my I can't now. Y'all could die. We reside inside of you. I never see him no more. So I pull him. We've got everybody on the washboard. It's the light. My mom said, don't be about. I just born with me as I'm walking about. I try to open it out like why him? How come? Why then? Why him and not come? I guess God got a plan for a soldier. So I don't understand. I'm a man. I try more.
And the more I try to understand, I cry. One more, one more. One more. Kitted all the devil. Sam died God bless him. I ain't sayin' goodbye. Never can, never can stay goodbye. No, no, no, no, no, no, Never can, never can stay goodbye. No, no, no, no, no, Never can, never can stay goodbye. No, no, no, no, never can, never can stay goodbye. Without someone else. From the hell's the young those that need the Lord's baby for, is running the block. The old world's on slumbering the game. And how the game was played. Until this day, I still will you chain every day. I can't let you go. Even if I wanted to sometimes, I'll be tripping drunk. Keepin' good and doin' and thinkin' bout the past. I'll be cruel and so fast. Young ass, lickers on the mask, but it cashed. Life's a good job. I'm no one done.
I'm still in the game, but you ain't here. There's no fun without you, dawg. I think about you, dawg. Each and every day of my life, I can never be right. But who you need to get in there? Even heaven or the streets again. Lord have mercy and help me see my deeds again. I ain't ready to save you, bye. But if I'm a must, I'll do it this way. Shed and tattooed. Never can, never can stay. You can buy. No, no, no, never can. Never can, never can. You can buy. No, no, no, never can. Never can, never can stay. You can buy. No, no, never, never can. It's for the prince. Kill a good dog. Kill a good dog. Yo, this remix goes out to everybody out there That call itself keeping it real. From yours truly, Escobar and Big R. From New York to Shotown. Check it out now. Commissioner Steve Stath.
Trackmaster, QB. Check it, yo. Low profile, rap style, slick is new now. Get the crew pounds. Every time we cover new ground. Still surviving blood, there's a few down. Back in the essence. I'm asking questions on the phone with jail. Her body lessons. Quiet confession. The systems applying to pressure. My mind is guessing. It's living and dying to lesson. But not to be obliged with the mirage Of cars, take me off track. From what the guards focus on, hard. Lead up smokers to guards, motion and maze. To bring me toe to next coach. Ice chokers and work to smoke. My wisdom coach lives in ultra madness. Devoted coach baggage. Broke the average, I get hopes to get mad rich. But what's the purpose? Only the guards can wash the earth with some physically trapped down on the surface. With all of our emojis. It's so good, it's about jigs, they're soju's Clouds with full pounds, they're saying it's so good So good, so good, so good, street dreamer Almost, almost to me Ain't nothing, I've got for ya Nothing, I've got for ya
Situations getting heavy, heavy, heavy You're trying to be a good girl Black clouds over the hood, I'm on the corner with the dogs Late night under the moon, it's day or so I'm slinging the ocean, cause I'm hooded up Throw the G at night, wasn't good enough Push my luck, yo, they had a brother put in clubs Luckily, made it out of court comfortably Judd said I need a job, ain't nothing, come at free Could've got a 1 to 3, I tried to school these shorties under me But they can't see from life to death So now we back to where we never left together With some damn shame, knowing it's a man's game So that they can't time to make your plans change All that running round trying to chase What's already here, been there, it's going nowhere Pop's told me knockin' luck, no fear I wish some of these killins, they could be prevented Whatever happens, it was written meaning dark minute But during life, you put your heart in it Even though it seems we being targeted Let that rubber all hit it Street dreamer, almost in, almost in me Ain't nothing, I've been for nothing
Nothing, I've been for you Situations getting heavy, heavy, heavy You try to be your gangster Dream on, dream on, dream on Dream on, dream on, dream on Dream on, dream on, street dreamer Yeah, street dreamer, dream on, dream on So the wow, sense of childhood was all we had Drip the plus, down past complaining The mental strainin', how many of my crew is intagaining Subtract a weak link, subdued the chainin' Rise and start raining, blast for me Use a nice name and fame, some planes are praying Being yet they lied in his name I tried to learn the game and only thing I found incredible Everything I tried to learn, see how you're already new And it's embedded in my heart now, so I can sit back Count the stack, I play my part now I saw my life flash in front of my eyes
He wore the skies, put an ultramine Hungry, he went on the chastise That's not an aint it, made it rich from entertainment Fresh while he's painting As he told the kitty came with my first dog It's how the game flipped, yo perhaps it was somebody I smacked Drunken a party on yak I was a walk for a contract for some foul act I did a wild back, I'll even be your net He got me laying face flat, sayin' my grace black Woke up in a cold sweat, yo I hate that Nightmares feelin' real, where'd it be real My air like I lost in the battlefield That's why I hit the mic, but matter of pale Grab your shield, and meet your maker The quicksick and dark paper Deep things in street train for takin' Take it, take it, take it Street dreamer, almost in, most in me Ain't nothin' awful, nothin' awful Your situations get happy, happy, happy, happy You're driving me insane Street dreamer, almost in, most in me
Ain't nothin' awful, nothin' awful Your situations get happy, happy, happy, happy You're driving me insane Street dreamer, almost in, most in me Ain't nothin' awful, nothin' awful My brother's just sayin' that out Fucker, I'm a black killer, man He's a jack, man, so now I can no stand We be stuck, man, yeah, no doubt One more P-L-O-St-A-L, move the rocks with the Alps P-L-O-St-A-L, move the rocks with the Alps P-L-O-St-A-L, move the rocks with the Alps P-L-O-St-A-L, move the rocks with the Alps P-L-O-St-A-L, stay, stay, stay It's from the rock, it's the motherfuckin' rock Thousands of cut the forcing from snatching fuck Straight from the grain, I'll be giving you the pain
Anger, coming from the 36th chain Fuck, bang, bang, bang, bang Get in with the moody fist out Shotgun, swimming in your chest, he's black Frame, he's blown all over the terrain Like a man without no arms, you can't hang Time for what change up the guard You been arrested for the reward now you are For real check, I pulled strings like we became on the top From the truth, best of the North Star What a tag of web we weave One first week practice, turn this scene Girls we clickin' Runnin' with my clan, we be stickin' whatever My street family, stay, they have a rubber band What I am in, kill a hell resident Rest in peace, tell my nigga to sing The street life is the only life I know I live by the cold-style, it's Matt Smeow So rainy and gawd, it's a covered like in the rain Being grabbed and they go on the spot And put an eye to a skin Get the satisfaction, niggas won't be lastin' long Unless they get protection for rain Just roll, pumpin' with my clan So what's happening, commercial rock Hated with the past, snow
M-E-N-T-H-O-D-U Got me drinking OE all night in the MPB Just maxin' lookin' for hope, you know relaxin' Bitches know the hour, at B-Time, folks are maxin' P-L-O, peace to that nigga, bury ya' know What up, just take him to the bridge That was time
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All up in my face, won't you plug for the pie, ain't trippin' what I givein' he just won't get high Strike to the tilt, and you don't say a word, cause you're workin' with a shit from a ball of fur Douglas Daddy Johnson, cause they just saw your top, but when they flagged down, you turn your head and don't stop Speak in Mama's house, and your hoes she don't flash, clean your glass, stick so you can take a face of last But before you take a trip, on your cocaine flight, mom, she down the dough, so you're great, out of sight You know you're feeling hella many, like it's you against the world, cause your whole life revolve around that white girl But not that hunky ho that you've seen every day, but that wicked white bitch, snakeful ruby and flash And throw up that dough, tell me what you would do, just respect your family, hit a lick or two Still your mama's shit, just a kid of all to fix, drink a glass of piss, suck a dead man's drink Husses won't a hangin' cause you're on hell of a clue, but you don't give a fuck cause our year care of our is cool
We used to have some business, used to have a fucking life, but you drank that shit in, fuck some California wine Now tell me what's wrong with today's society, that make a mother fuck a woman a job for the deed Cocaine has been a killer since 1983, and hurt so me a high for the pirates and the uneed But now a sonless creep was bring us back to the bean, he finally found a place where he can light his food be screened Searching for a man so he can play his own cues, he lived and your love up and made no pride when good In the ghetto you think life is fine, fool the hell out of you
Stamps and tow a car, water, water, dirty, orange, carpet, sitting in a bucket, hoping you can start it And right around to the liquor store, can't get a job, get drugs before you better stop tripping on the stereotypes Cause in the ghetto there's a good life, we ain't starving like Mark and Won't see no rush When you chill with the rich folks in the hood, you're sitting on leather watchin' it screens, bought by the dope fans, smoking And bought the brother with the good job, saving money and working hard, bought a house for his wife and kids You only got one life to live, another brother got some cocaine, you know his face but don't know his name You know he got the sack name, and he's sitting on a fat bank Seven cars at his house, in the driveway, being so clean don't roll it just fly away This fuck's got money in the ghetto, yeah you know What you got to say, it's money in the ghetto
Money in the ghetto, money in the ghetto, money in the ghetto ain't nothing You spend like that, wait before you was even born, get up, put it down, throw Chalk with city for the black folks, say loud in your hot pants, man child in the promised land I'll take you back to icebergs, man, and all the players that came before him, if you were everyday hustler, get your money Cause what they do to black men ain't funny, all the time trying to put us in the pen, you get parole then they send you again All the homies in the hood, you get paid, you might have left but the money's saved in the ghetto It ain't all about drugs, getting paid, doing all kind of stuff, only rules on the streets if don't get caught Unless you have to wait, breaking it long, and even though rich folks got good, we sitting on a fat in the hood I'm riding off some doughnuts, smoking bank and his phone, asking fools to pay off, it's money in the ghetto
Once you got the same, it's money in the ghetto I got money in the ghetto, I got money in the baby, just tell me the price, it's your dog ain't night and night I always hit the town with my boyfriend, Franklin, spend the whole get an ounce of death then Rich nigga get high real after, never buss up in front, get some magic glasses Five 20s, $100 feel, you know the math, let's make a deal on the $1 feel if you look on the front You find the face of George Washington, make money, baby that's all I do, that's how I know time is trucking sin is only two Hey, for Hamlinking, got shot inside, free this place so they put him on the fly And Haml ten my old time print, they put his face on the front of the tin, these are the dead, present in front of the hood and they represent the American dream for the average minority Make your money get some weed at a 40, I'm only starting living like a king, kick back watching 15th games, bounce to the west side, hit the studio, and spend my money in the ghetto
They got money in the ghetto They got money in the ghetto Oh yeah Now a day's if you can't say a rap or face forage, you might just come up short and they always say the same thing Don't be against or do fame, get your high school diploma, go to college, get out the grand start and make it dollars, only one thing wrong And it's a trip, in the city schools don't teach a shit, got to stuck on stupid straight S on S, can't get nothing but they payin' the rest of the fools All around the world and the other countries, it should be spending that money right here, in the state of California
You graduated from Cainst Belt and Croma, dip to the hood and get rich, slaying rocks to a smoked out bitch No schooler come close to that, a few transactions make my pocket fat, I make a lot of money and that ain't no lie I'm probably gone to the day I die, and if I didn't, so what? I bet you I still come up, cause there's a whole lot of money in the ghetto Get you know, hey, hey, hey, hey, what you got to say? They got money in the ghetto Get a money in the ghetto
They got a problem with the man in the hood, we reloaded Get you know, hey, hey, what you got to say? I'm twistin' the bitch, I'm most some different shit Me and Wes are most of them for call me magnificent I'm back gone, my quicks grow, lost the iPhone is back to the brickfall Swade, two jog and soup with the duty roll, Kephy girl count money like I'm blooty stoves I'm on a huff and paper player and daily violence, raccoon hat with the tail, call me David Kraken I'm old school, I'm so cool, ring on my fingers, go across all four bull Take your knit back to go, nugget chug From a shabby mile to boot to a charity, I need you, I buy to a stop No one pickin' up the base, EP, GME swag when the fitted to the base Mad cousin, biggin' me, ain't gonna have them on the rise, so when niggin' for the hay
I remember when the walls had graffiti on it Took a look at them, let's some, I like that GD on it I fucked up first, the hustle up and hit the weed smile Now flip your work and double up and go and ring I get streets money money streets money money money I'm old school, I'm old school I get money money money money money I'm old school, I'm old school, I'm back grown, my money very low Never TV on my three-inch thick hair and bow, slang bow, slang don't go away, you gang go I'm paid in full, bitch, take off my phone and can't go Remember when you used to get it for the dirty, for the boat Every rapper in the game, all the industry could get it over 30 for the shows Cause it was all good when we was on thirties and roads Now they make niggas out here pay over 30 for gold Damn, let's take it back, who can you tell? Got em? Pop, lock it, my trooper, niggas look like bail, buy em
Let's take it back to when you used to get burp cheap You the man, you can still get it dirty, I'm so old school but I smoked truck food Ain't no more real to real, this logic in front of tools I'm too old fashioned for you to try to play me hater And tin it in the TV clothes on a radiator I fuck up first the hustle up and hit the weed smile Dave Roberts here, there you are, surrounded by fans, sharing wings, sharing drinks, high-fiving random strangers Everybody remembers the game, nobody remembers the guy coughing behind you until a few days later At 2am, you wake up with a fever and your throats on fire Now what, urgent care, clothes, ER, slam, telehealth, maybe, but the pharmacy's clothes You needed a medical emergency kit, these aren't first aid kits, they contain essential prescriptions Used for over 30 common conditions, sinus and ear infection, UTIs, stomach bug, travelers diaria and more On hand before you need them, use your doctor-developed guidebook to select the right prescription
Or call their telemedicine doctor standing by, it's like an urgent care and drugstore at home When you're sick, traveling or stranded, you wish you ordered a medical emergency kit Order online in minutes and it's shipped to your door and say $45 with my promo code blue at urgentcarekit.com slashblue That's promo code blue at urgentcarekit.com slashblue Now flip your fucking double-upping, go and read, cry I get streets money money streets money money money I'm, I'm on school, I'm on school Money money money money money I'm, I'm on school I'm, I'm on school I'm, I'm on school I'm, I'm on school I'm, I'm on school I'm, I'm on school I'm, I'm on school I'm, I'm on school
King of the ghetto, what's up face? I'm in home I greet the father on my knees I'm in the head and a humbled heart, my conversation is at mercy only please I just wanna be happy, will it come to rest? Prinsh out of my mind been 27 years and every day I've seen it sad Even though I've tried till I've cried, I can't even stand Feels like I've died a thousand times, I just can't make it man Ain't nothing different about me doing dirt Accepted, I've never crept up on a cumble Maybe that's why the host of hurts I remember just like it was just the damn 16 Can't find a look, can't find no peace, I wonder what it mean Could it be because I didn't choose to double all the time? I became an outcast to the hood, restricting to my rhyme I could not just give my life without my talent, making danger Gyllenasy is now state jail, from friends that turn the strangers They hate me, I don't understand why I swear I never seen a man cry, until it was my own out I'm 21 and think I finally got a good own life And how bills pay the part, man, a stepson, and a stepwife
But without a vehicle, it's kind of hard to get around If I got weed, I ride for free, if not my partners let me down So now I'm living to be one deep so much I'm hating people Everybody, even baby like they say people Nobody understands me, everybody's tripping with me Wonder why I got a ride, one of my people really really Too many haters trying to take a player off the game I'm trying to be baller with it, I'm just trying to have some fame It's just like grabs in the bucket, these people pulled me down If I didn't have so many obstacles, then where I could be now Only TV, a B-E-T, or run some magazine It's dead, I'm stressing, look, don't go thin Hit it to tragedy, sometimes I think it's better just to die Because I never seen a man cry until it was my own time In the year 2006, I left the chains for roads
Well, that I'm strong, looking for dope, but get them steel and pole Now I didn't have the night and lost, I didn't have the gin On the verge of suicide, I deeply wish I had a friend But even still a good Samaritan is zero's way And with that Christian attitude, I brought a homeboy case I didn't took too many blows, a bunch of bag of top I feel The deep depression starts to set, and it is high to heal I start my mission, trying to find my fame C-D-C, number 4, rename I'm feeling also helpless in this place I want religious, here be your mind, but I said we'll save on fight evil But evil try to relax and do your time I heard a voice and feel it with no need in acting up Realized I wouldn't have peace with God and had to patch it up Hoping that blessings fall out of the sky Z-Roy ain't never seen a man cry until it was his own time
I've seen too many homies die by their hands, up a homies who poops to be fan High and tripping kids with their ears and so I am, and resort to the same If ever caught up in the jam, you're crushed So I play it right and keep it tight I got some soaps to how you did before the night And hate is one of getting your police, so I keep too guns up Plus some of us shit in my blood, it's still low Don't let me be misunderstood, I just wanna rock him Right up out the hood and down Don't let me be misunderstood, I just wanna rock him Right up out the hood, don't let me be misunderstood I just wanna rock him, right up out the hood and down Don't let me be misunderstood, I just wanna rock him Right up out the hood, I keep my mind on my money And my money on my mind and I stay away from 40 niggas, here I'm doing fine I'm driving all week on him, never letting off the gas If it ain't about cash, homie you ain't got a hax, last of a real one, I don't fit none
Ain't man that you don't leave you in the streets alone, yeah that's how I'm pigs do's Put no weeper cusses, but in 2018 no more discusses, late nights on a freeway Cruising doin' 80 lookin' at the world like man this shit is really crazy Get to the crib, hug my baby, it's just a little tighter, thank for the grateful I'm a fighter Now light it up, spirit of a soldier, do it for the culture, I'll lower out of it Cognado warrior, spirit of a soldier, do it for the culture, I'll lower out of it Cognado, dead love, don't let me be misunderstood, I just wanna rock clean Right about the hood, dead love, don't let me be misunderstood, I just wanna rock clean Right about the hood, dead love, don't let me be misunderstood, I just wanna rock clean Right about the hood, dead love, don't let me be misunderstood, I just wanna rock clean Right about the hood, dead love, don't let me be misunderstood, I just wanna rock clean Come on, just think about falling soldiers, there's no more, only thing good about it
The thing got a fear no more, the least acting like K9 for real, sometimes hung no who is control The police are the K9, he'll brother shot in the back with no straps So now we strap on the OGs, coming back, so we back, but I'm staying as pure facts We've been waiting for war, they've been waiting to give back, we've been waiting to score Let's separate the niggas from blacks, trailer parks for the crackers, Democrats from the public Don't deal with from the jackas, the America design for destruction, chaos, they just might lay they ox when they ox Tell them fuck it lay y'all, my K-pop for the pay off, for the pay off, for the pay off Leave it legend without a day off, for the pay off, they let me face, but I tillery, that's a face off We don't come to some type of cream and face off, face off They love, don't let me be misunderstood, I just wanna rock clean Right about the hood, dead love, don't let me be misunderstood, I just wanna rock clean Right about the hood, dead love, don't let me be misunderstood, I just wanna rock clean Right about the hood, dead love, don't let me be misunderstood, I just wanna rock clean
Right about the hood, yeah What's the fact? Donald had beef so Mickey couldn't sleep They were shooting for a ball and he was getting kinda deep Bud's burning at the box, so they keep sidespots Known to hit a fly from a mob with a drop Goofy was Mickey Mouse, right hand man, when they smoked a stick And came up with a pick off pixie and dinky-toon killer from Chicago And came up five came to an emanate Donald But what they didn't know is Donald was a cheap habit Time is back from the west to the east Have your eyes a seat and listen to the folk first Chatter in the funky cartoon from the ghetto This first time I did rock on some dinky-toon But then you did, how did you tell me them know I'm the set that I listen in the octahot's hip
So come on, listen to this second chapter, yes it You again, you again, you were the oozey Shot down Mickey Mouse, man, home mini Everybody know me, they got shot down in the cop On the case, what's Huckleberry? Huckleberry had a deputy by the name of dog I'm with this to the crime, what's Kermit's the fault The Kermit was standing and he wouldn't testify Pixie and pixie just gonna drop by Owned down a wreck, but they shot them, they miss And now Buds, money is getting kind of pissed Cause they shot that they miss, sit his whole boy, Alma Buds, son and blood, I don't know motherfucking corner The two are stuck in shitty and fuck city So they called in the fans, be the two submissive piggy Niggas from the street, no bass, I would go scene two With the funky cartoon from the ghetto This funky guy killed, rock, dig, and throw You go dig, dig, and throw, and be that girl Watch me make a mix, he and me Mini-lid, the only thing she got, the alpha-calorie Alpha-calorie, the shipping, runnin' in Gats you workin' with Dalie, a shining innocent Cause she get shot, don't act on me, be a bit Go listen to the dead, go arrested, I see
Now the world is on, and Mickey Mouse is dead Quick draw my car, kill two to the head You and we in, do we in, Louis got caught And now they in the county, ready to sell out Pixie and pixie's on the run, fun to mock Cause they try to kill, down on when they're chicken to the job But when he got pot in the bar, give him drink Pull the glycophano juice, a miss, piggy out of pump Dalie got the word that is nothing but stenchin' So time and Jerry stuck them on a weight to the kitchen Goofy was a punk, and everybody knew him And hook up Barry and was fired Dave Roberts here, there you are Surrounded by fans, sharing wings, sharing drinks High-fiving random strangers Everybody remembers the game Nobody remembers the guy coughing behind you Until a few days later, at 2am You wake up with a fever, and your throats on fire Now what, urgent care, close ER, slam, telehealth, maybe But the pharmacy's closed You needed a medical emergency kit These aren't first aid kits, they contain essential prescriptions Used for over 30 common conditions Sinus and ear infection, UTIs, stomach bug
Travelers diaria, and more On hand before you need them Use your doctor-developed guidebook to select the right prescription Or call their telemedicine doctor standing by It's like an urgent care and drugstore at home When you're sick, traveling, or stranded You wish you ordered a medical emergency kit Order online in minutes, and it's shipped to your door And say $45 with my promo code blue at urgentcarekit.com slash blue That's promo code blue at urgentcarekit.com slash blue I'm drinking boo in the alley, y'all back In the corner in the dump But they both got smoked by a job I just got a shirt, got no duck Got the old game city soda In a ghetto cartoon in a lack of f**k
I'm drinking ill, like my slow flow I'm hitting harder than Barry Buss will check the golden child Throwing it to your ear hole, got you going buck Wipe with truck tracks, rinds will deck Freaking off niggas, proper dip, dirt, dip, west Cause I clown, pop a few hip hop, rap composing Mose on couldn't see me, mad at bands They my skills, I'm all about the dollar bill For brick burns, the cally drop a bomb like that Was on the deal with the scrubber, solar-cooking Hold it back, black, a regulator, plus a big kick figure Marvin with that ill, nigga with his finger On a bigger trigger, serving all time Hitting sevens on a hip, making dough, eating, shrips, loaking, with some real tips For peace game, best believe I love my business That's why I make the type of music you can pop in your cheese So fuck my sound, I'm putting it down for the underground I got the women, cause I'm slamming, jamming Got it going in, it's time for this new producer to rise So open your eyes, I think you better recognize Looks again, it's the man with the master plan They call him Sam and I think you better recognize Looks again, it's the man with the master plan They call him Sam and I think you better recognize I give them a days on the box, where I slank slump, play, point, cops
And man props, cause I ran with hard rocks For eight falls, the OZs I made G I'm built up, enough, looped up, I keys, no gang of affiliations Yo, I stood on my own, two pooling papers, I'm a sneaky slick, nigga I never had the fuller trigger I'm ackled drop, by the way, that I used to stay Wicked with just 24-7, you can ask my ex-worker But now I'm once a new Improze, shit, making hits Stacking chips, now everything's a dead omit I've just described a whole time ago, on the five But when I just drove a new way, to make my cash flow Yes indeed, I wasn't greedy, got my niggas out the gutter Now they rolling with the Sam's new feet They poppin' at it, cause I'm static in the industry These wack creators, I call them imitators Be trying to see me, but see I'm unexplained Toory with the fame and glory That's why I gotta tell my story, we know this cause A lot of niggas despise, because I'm on an up-knight So I think you better recognize What's the gain, that's the man with the master plan They call him Sam and I Think you better recognize What's the gain, that's the man with the master plan They call him Sam and I Think you better recognize
Think you better recognize Think you better recognize Well I'm back in the mix with a bottle of Hennessy So fire up a bun who's ever in a vicinity Crazy shot, I'll give her pounds to all my niggas Pitting all those, cause by the dozen, cause they dig her Fuck what you heard, recognize what you be seeing Designed the earth, due to the game, human being I'm not little bitch, they could try to get my fucking eye Cause I went blind with the mastermind I got my crew and my corner, so I can't lose But some pain in mad shoes, and this record is I don't snooze This fucker's be popping at all Idiot, an eager sister, full type of fling plan My campy faders, I'm a ham What the hell is the house, there's never dinner What the number hit, ballers Cause boys play with toys and scholars play with dollars I'm a knock on my own, right plus my game is tight Baby, get it right, I ain't the ones who take flight But just give me marital, but the friends are off Temple thinking they can get my loot, I never tricked them out the boots I gotta be wise, one time the tip between the thighs All eyes on the plaza, so I think you better recognize What's again is the man with the master plan
They call him Sam and I Think you better recognize What's again is the man with the master plan They call him Sam and I Think you better recognize What's again is the man with the master plan They call him Sam and I Think you better recognize What's again is the man with the master plan They call him Sam and I Think you better recognize What the hell is the house, there's never dinner Hey See a nigga like me, gonna get my knee to like it rich Cryed with a couple hundred chees and a biscuit Staked out for whatever forever hustle with my misbeam Homes This soon you'll go see this I grew this shit Me, once we get rich Seared in his back to hustle with my misbeam Deep on a creep, feet his toes tucked under the ground Hit this door, tucked under the ground I keep up, nigga, be the heater
This in the trunk, I'm out for no where my tooth See the fake bones, skidders, heat them, keep up Hit ground the bone, back just like a deregita I know you wanna fuck my home but you two stand to meet up See you ain't got enough bread to eat and start the treat up The way I'm kept eating in the bed I'm even squeed up I hustle, I got no frankings in me than a reed though If I had over a wiff, I would marry I'm gonna keep up I spit his personality just treat just and teach just as long This the message reaches we all fill up the beat Just I'm the hip, J-G I get in your shit, ain't tryna run your quick That, be your friend so quick, come on well, my money Let me hit the stage, fuck them long, get the views Just give us the front page black, G-O-Poster, F-E-S-U-S Forever busts him, difference, that, make the people say that he's got none You're like me, gonna get my needs in a rich I'm out for a couple of times, she needs it, this is interesting There, forever, ever, so I've been scooped for all of this
This the new ghost series, it's like cool, this shit people's me keeping it This is about to happen, spit with my best bits You put me in great, make yourselves tough and never pro Yo man, this is what's tough and never pro Sticky me, kicking in, big boss, stepping in straight plan when I hustle That's how I represent, bout If you feelin' what I'm spitting up in your ear, hold on, I been rockin' mites I was 17 years old, smokin' up, drinkin' up Kicking dust and fuckin' up, everybody wanna piece of wing, got enough of us Yeah, I touched the drink of two pounds, I don't smoke the fuel Got my bread and didn't do what the fuck I was supposed to do Money, mind, play, alternative, ego, spirit Think of die, trying to live out these old rap lyrics I try to give it to them just how it come to be Real and un-edited, not how it be on TV Be myself and don't be what the haters want me to be Take the good, the bad, hit my knees, set me free
Make the bad, good, put that on my leather and wood Send the relic with my fellow C-warp in the hood I ain't gonna get my knee to that bridge Grab with a couple hot of cheese and it breaks, get stuck down For whatever, forever hustle with my misfit hauls It's so good, go see, it's so cool And shit to be, once we get rich It's a good thing it was about to us, a bit with my misfits I ain't gonna drink it, get the songs to talk, let me go I ain't gonna get the songs to talk, let me go You need to stop sticking your hand down And try to fold it, sign around the room, handle it, try to hold it It's plain and dirty to be swept, it needs to be raped Now you need to leave from my face to take heed the mistake Let you just wait, thinkin' the play of the gettin' played Take your battle, rap with your git, rap then phone, tap my whole life I learned a hard, greatest part, flyers and it seems like it's choosing the ones that's right Fire, fire, jumpin' about the temple, pistol spitting up
Fuck me, watch my gun ski, like a bus and a set When they hit your cheek and burn, then it's flinchin' cheek Then come out the back of your head, now you just a memory Graphic how I gotta illustrate it, rated triple H Then you won the reekin' I don't give a fuck who best Just watch the mouth talkin' down, hit the south, I'ma let my nose hang, it's the hard point Now, go Like a game, then you get my knee to the bridge Grab with a couple cut of cheese and a disc, stick there Forever, forever, hustle with my wrist, be on the knees Yeah You go see it, just like group this shit, be with me, get rich So you need a fight to hustle, deal with my wrist, be on it Pull it, drink it, be with the south, tuck it in the wall So you need a fight to hustle, deal with my wrist So you need a fight to hustle, deal with my wrist
So you need a fight to hustle, deal with my wrist, be on it No need to cry now, go out the tis, be a woman, why you act as a prize You sort of bullshit, coming fake hair, fake nails, fake eyes too So why you bound the fuck with fake eyes too Ain't nothin' hard about it, why you lookin sad Shut the door about it, say you learn not to go down I let you gotta follow what effects I got, I'm loose with the love Get me freaky whether you love me, get something to club As to why you would drink you, holla gone, perry y'all Now when I'm a casket I still hot, remain calm Let you chill with me, let you smile a tidbit of bill That's what you give me, John and Dick me Miss me with that pommie, this pommie, that's a sin Drone shit, bitch, get in job if you wanna be rich Get mad, cause I cursed and I scream I hate you Introduce you to a nigga, nature, feel Why, why, why, why, why Tell him that this is my good nature Who, why, why, why, why Who, when I do that way, yeah Well, it's too nice and first I let you kiss me, we rehearsed
Me and you kick me, busy singing Dick and the dirt Bet you had a pool party, it was cool to kick it Sing it, it's tough, it's him, you were truly witty Little ex-a-see, and I see him mix with me Pitching me, pay for pussy, win the dicks for free Haley now, with my niggas at, tell his hope Before I pay, I chuck on gold to Moses Business, are you sittin' there, sweaty and wet Pulling you, wanting to the place, that you want me to hit Give me room all up in the room, call the cops Niggas, hinkin' no-sinnin' Dave Roberts here, there you are Surrounded by fans, sharing wings, sharing drinks, High-fiving random strangers Everybody remembers the game, nobody remembers the guy coughing behind you until a few days later At 2am, you wake up with a fever and your throats on fire Now what, urgent care, close, ER, slam, telehealth, maybe But the pharmacies close, you needed a medical emergency kit These aren't first aid kits, they contain essential prescriptions Used for over 30 common conditions, Sinus and ear infection, UTIs, stomach bug, Travelers diaria and more, on hand before you need them
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Tell everybody, pop, put it down for good, I look who led you through the whole world Follow me, I got a gun on me, go for gun on the wrong baby You know when nigga needs some, it's for some crazy rock rock We're not be talking till I die, picture a nigga, bring hell and high on weed I fly, got me missing dead homies, but your body's a die Hit the weed and hope it keep me high, you see, yeah Understand my ways, live in major, bless with a thumbs up Open a real life, nigga nature Somebody, nigga, I'm dying, I wanna tell my world
Throw it right, if it's just mine, I need you to be Just look, ain't you there, nigga, nigga Just be, I'm just, somebody, sell me mine Somebody, tell me what I'm doing You taking love, it's good, you taking love, it's good Go for it, nigga, nigga, nigga Yeah, we kill a, now the wax, rough rock All of these bells, caddetti show me the king
And nip nip not show me the world, show me the beans I'll be right in the week, cause I know the routine Pardon you, light grey, those in the morning, nigga the whales You say I have the whistle for sills, and now I'm cop burped And I be tipping the sills, and I can make money for bail Sick and chill, walk by the CEO, hit in the air And yo, this is for the industry, consider it right I didn't say any nigga, you name, you give me a jack Old school, new school, hung on me nigga, not signed He ain't saying shit if he ain't talking with a glop, I'm He's don't call a cop, we got beat to the shelf to pop I'm trying to hit you while you're on, hop in Push you over, take it up the block, but I know the jigs is coming The mad news, nature, wigs is coming to stop Get your hands up, slay, I'ma show you how to hustle It's a handle shit, I cracked your head like a custom My grandma's clever, damn it shit But ain't no pic nicks in the farm, it's a trip to the zoo I'm dressing all brown, water banging in your shoe Yeah, in too deep in the yard, with a thousand It's just like you cop down Thou's a nigga just like you, knock his trine and crack down Coke went back down, it's hard to get green, but everybody got ground
You know I got the chain up for 15 in the dine up 20 after 12 in the building, see the minors, Montega massacre You running round, buying bundles, I get eggs from Africa Burn the block for a year, then I stashin' your snacks and truck Street by, what half a dutch, why they got you on the wall I'm cracking up in the police, cause sent you shookin' When they asked you if you wanna cut a medill, I sent you buckin' In the bullpen with dope heads, the niggas from broken, stand to move Nothin' nigger, when you're jules, by the time you get up, stas He ain't these shoes, got the blood, can't get dives, the niggas with the cookies And the day won't blow on each other like Lucy's Matter how big you are, strong you are, right or wrong, you all get along the scar Just told and told with you what you can and then you think some Mug and fuck, clapin' in the street Cover his tracks, when he walkin' it month, and use gats with no noise When he gill over blood, but they bounce from one bone to the next Like bitches, hold small enough, these bad days, no stitches Everything's eternal, all my life till my journal is Deepers and secrets, government's keepin'
So bounce with me if you don't wanna fall on the weekend Littlely fly up to beatin', jump slick, and get sense up quick Only nigger hard enough to look up to me, it's my dick My click the boss, we don't take the loss When we float the whole room, smell like the basketballs Come in your crib or some hot, get your brain Watch your family jump around like the house of A All the numbers take it off my bins, no name Just tins on the window so you can see through While my gun is at your face like peek-a-boo Teasing you like in a visible strain Tied to a bag of money when you reach a hole Clip on the staple, nigger we in to beat I'm rockin' this to sleep like a Jew or two cheap Fuck a car, showin' I wanna be around that, and I can't eat And I'm 2730, give me your gun clean It's comin' back to your dirty nigga, why is it so fair? If you were playin' the game and you in to game Then you get knocked yo, please don't snitch That's my worry It's time like a man you in front of the judge And yo, dog don't be no bitch Talkin' hurt, yo, get knocked And we all get locked, we're just born Don't want to be no click rash, real
Sex money, a murder, music, a drug, big chains And plenty of your whips I saw we know, uh, in high, bullet What, what, what, what, what, whack To the wax, double all Roll all And I like it I won't pretend That I intend to stop livin' I won't pretend I'm good at figuring
But I can't hate you, I don't want to have tried Let her on tonight you might find her for a little stay That's proud What you proud Pride, pride, pride You fight through it Like every other hour, when I think about you So now when then I drink about you About prying a number of pain with juice and jizz Like abuse, what the use of the pumps and moves Is if we move it towards a losing end If I'm losing you, then I refuse to win What from friendship, what benefits, you losing your innocence I can help you reminisce, we in the tree It's on some devil-loathe seven-sheet, we all think we're ill We caught it moments of pleasure, we never thought we'd ever Suffol the consequences, the problem is it's a problem Tryna kick us a ditch, we probably can't resolve it Without causes of friction, this is non-fiction The definition of a true story, I'm like pride, baby That's the kind of you for me
Suicide, it's a suicide I'm ready to die, you're down to rot, or what? What? I won't pretend I ain't ten to stop living I won't pretend Then I'm good at forgiving But I can't hate you I thought I'm not trying I still really, really love you My love is stronger than pride I still really, really love you What? I was sitting here wasting my time
You and I, we're getting by the sun to rise It's on some day Things come and go, come and go Come and go, come and go Sitting here waiting for you We'll get it waiting for the time It's gonna be cold and me In these thoughts, thoughts, thoughts I still really, really love you My love is stronger than pride I still really, really love you My love is stronger
I still really love you My love is stronger than pride My love is stronger than pride No, no, no, no, no, no Oh oh, I still do the love I still really, really love you My love is stronger than pride My love is stronger than pride My love is stronger than pride My love is stronger than pride
Dave Roberts here. There you are surrounded by fans, sharing wings, sharing drinks, high-fiving random strangers. Everybody remembers the game. Nobody remembers the guy coughing behind you until a few days later. At 2am, you wake up with a fever and your throat's on fire. Now what? Clothes. ER. Slam. Telehealth. Maybe. But the pharmacy's clothes. You needed a medical emergency kit. These aren't first aid kits. They contain essential prescriptions used for over 30 common conditions. Sinus and ear infection. UTIs. Dumbic bug. Travelers diaria and more. On hand before you need them. Use your doctor-developed guidebook to select the right prescription or call their telemedicine doctor standing by. It's like an urgent care and drugstore at home. When you're sick, traveling, or stranded, you'll wish you ordered a medical emergency kit. Order online in minutes and it's shipped to your door.
And say $45 with my promo code blue at urgentcarekit.com slash blue. That's promo code blue at urgentcarekit.com slash blue. Make it hot. Make it hot. Make it hot. The world is filled with pimps and hoses. We'll just talk about those I know. The world is mine, can't you see?
I'm just trying to be all I can be. Now first come the cash, then come the ass, then come big blunts with big chunks of hash. When I score with a horse, she be game for show. Pemps so hard, a nigger drag is mink on the floor. Won't you admit it? I ain't got to talk because I live it any chick. Fuckin' with me, believe me, that's a privilege. I won't be satisfied to all my niggas get it. See me hit it, then I hit it. We get it back to slid. And big be that nigga with me flying through your hood. The twirls, fast coping with their eyes on my goods. He was dating like we hate him. See them like we don't need him. Treat them like we meet him. And never give him freedom. And we only give our number to select if you. And it's best that you never knew. We're good headed to turn a freak to a bisexual. And if she's flexible, fuck the nigger next to you. The world is full of games and hoes. We'll just talk about those I love. Oh, shit. Oh, shit.
You know, you know. The world is mine. I ain't got the heart to see. I'm just trying to be all I can be. Make it happen. Oh, yeah. And talk. When the remmies in the system ain't no telling me. I fucking will add this to them. That's what these hoes yelling. I'm a pit by blood. Not relation. Y'all still chase on. I'll replay song. Oh, drunk or gone. Sook and gaiters, second word. Make a bird, tell it flocks. See you later, well done. Drunk or high. Skunk or tie. Make a flag and some plans, shit. Slums gon fly. Ain't gon lie. Pimped out her SSI. Nigger don't ask why. Just respected. She bought me the necklace, the bracelet, the benzo. She lace this. Cribble got it. Interior decorated. Now my popularity grew in each state. Now I got two in each state. Used to drink through in each state. Now my pop bottles were models. Largest stakes. On largest stakes. Oh, shit. The world is full of games and hoes. We'll just talk about those I know. Make a heart.
Play. The world is mine. Can't you see? I'm just tryna be all I can be. I can't. Oh, yeah. I'm just tryna be all I can be. I can't. Oh, yeah. I can't. Oh, yeah. I can't. I can't. I had a whole lot of bitches in my lifetime. I been blessed with the game. I always say the right lines. I don't use prostitution if you knew the truth. They're like stems. They can't let them do it to you. You ain't no savin'. I know rich man. She gonna be a pretty woman love in the rich man. Now he become. Drop, drop, ride. You ain't no Pimp. Make nigger stop lying. Stop. Pushy makes money. Stick to the business. Think about the real motherfuckers that lived it. Street life, Pimp shit. Make the whole respect the game. You bought a dime is in cars, tricked. That's the same thing what you want. But I still figure. She left because you couldn't beat. Like them real niggas. She wasn't a hustler by nature.
And you was just faker than the average Simpsons. She found a bad opinion. Come to shore. Crazy ass man. I never would have bought that bitch all I'm coming. Yeah, and they're gonna shit about that whole man. I thought I heard about what the bitch did. Take it. You live the whole. Man, I'm 30 years old. And that bitch was home when I was in 9th grade. You think about this. Make it come. I'm from right. You're just the rest, hey, look at my holes, man. You're just the first nigga that came along. And the bitch got out the pin. Bitch only fucking cheese. You had to get assed out. I'm nigga tonight. Treat the bitch better than anybody ever. Treat her. She should put ass niggas. She ain't nothing but a hoe. And you love her. You bet he fell in love with her man. And he's burning dead. You can't turn a hoe into a house white food. And every time you turn your back and nigga that bitch was fucking with him gangsters. He saw a restaurant and he got my partners.
Hit that shit. You know what I'm talking about nigga. I'll tell you about some real pimps in the house. Make it about these pimps in the house, man. Yeah, I know a bitch. Bitch. Damn. What do you think? What the hell, man? You know what the shit that's getting me so more fucking mad because you know that was my nigga. You know, and like I had just got the nigga puff card and shit. I knew the shit was about to go down and my man was like hyping it everywhere. And then nigga got me a whole lot of nigga. I let that nigga owe $2,000. My motherfucker heart. Yeah. Get a cake Mr. my nigga. Oh, Mr. Miggas. Going out to all of your nigga that died of strife. I'm gonna get a cake. I'm gonna get a cake. I'm gonna get a cake. I'm gonna get a cake. I'm gonna get a cake.
Going out to all of your nigga that died of strife. Oh, no. Shit is real in the film. You know. His motherfucker blunts for all of your niggas. Throw it out. I'm gonna get a cake. You get dreams of how he used to be. You see my name and that baby's a big job. Like you. Like you know. I didn't know you'd live with me. You'd live with me. Oh, oh, oh. I remember selling three bricks straight flour. Got my man a beat down to the third flour. He didn't care spent the money in a half hour. Got some fish kale. Bring no competition like a shower. Got the coke hooked up. My crack head Kevin and 88. My cane rule was half-stepping. A 38, a lot of mouth was our only weapon. We was kings till the days crept in without us. Oh, oh.
I remember missing you. I remember missing you. Tell me my little girl, why you're dead? Oh, oh. Oh, yeah. I remember missing you. I know, I know. I know. We work all week. We dance, we play the movies. We rock, flat, tops. Our girls rock doobies. Made a killin' even though the Ds knew me. Eventually, you know they tried to do me. Fuck it, fed up. I never wanted to take it down south. Sick of cops comin' sick of throwing jacks at his mouth. Hit me half my paper told him go that route. If you once he got his brains blown out, now I'm stressed. His baby mother, she trippin' blame me and his older brothers. Understand the game and beat kind of tops he turned me. You win some, you lose some. Damn, they lost some brother. They mother lost the son. Fuck, why my nigga couldn't stay in NY? I'm a dog, but I swear for three days, I try. I look in the sky as God wants.
Can't look this baby, girls in the eye. I'm a devilish. I miss you. I miss you. Tell me what the road to. Yeah. Tell me what the road to. I miss you. Oh, no, no, no, no. Oh, no, no, no. It was a girl around the way the main catch drew her name true. Playfuls, that they money and pull. People swore we was fuckin' but we was just cool. She used to hang while I slang my dress. After school she watched my bar, cut my mom's with the groceries. My little sister, the girl was kinda close to me. A little closer than the average girl's to close to beat. Far from a lover. My girl was jealous of her. Then she started messing with some major players. Handle keys, niggas called them the Brit layers. A drug kid had a baby for that bitch, tell ya. Found out how baby's father cheated. Now Drew, she got this layer. Run night across from the corner store.
Tell ya, ram around the block where the cron44 squeezed all six shots in the passenger door. The dude lived what my baby had to die for. Who? I miss him. I miss him. Tell me why the road that I've bought you. Tell me why you're old. Tell me why you're old. I miss him. You know what? 99999. Oh, you gotta tell me why you're old. Why you left a list? Tell me, tell me why you're old. Tell me why the road that I've bought you. Tell me why you're old. Tell me why you're missing. You see me the way. 99999. Oh, tell me why you're old. Tell me why the road that I've bought you.
I miss him.
Dave Roberts here. There you are surrounded by fans, sharing wings, sharing drinks, high-fiving random strangers. Everybody remembers the game. Nobody remembers the guy coughing behind you until a few days later. At 2 a.m., you wake up with a fever and your throat's on fire. Now what? Urgent care? Close. ER? Slam. Telehealth? Maybe. But the pharmacy's closed. You needed a medical emergency kit. Essential prescriptions used for over 30 common conditions. Sinus and ear infection, UTI, stomach bug, travelers diaria, and more. On hand before you need them. Use your doctor-developed guidebook to select the right prescription or call their telemedicine doctor standing by. It's like an urgent care and drugstore at home. When you're sick, traveling, or stranded, you'll wish you ordered a medical emergency kit. Order online in minutes and it's shipped to your door and say $45 with my promo code blue at urgentcarekit.com slash blue. That's promo code blue at urgentcarekit.com slash blue.
10 minutes to wiggle away out of handcuffs. Let's be struck as the speed must. Go out of bed to a big cup. Matter in these times. Get the tools you guys to do. Walk to nine to nine. Slip bigger. Get the gift big. Go back in a different way. Come in. No, I get it. I'm a fool. I think it's like the crazy saint. Just say it. So come and get it if you really want it. Yeah. It's hating. Maybe it got me so cold. As I'm sick, always sounds like what you think it's called. I just wanna hear, what you see. See? I just wanna hear, what you see. It's just a garlicity. It's a real, what you see. See? It's just a garlicity. It's just a garlicity. We'll be living all real, room, justice We'll be living all real, room, justice We'll be living all real, room, justice
We'll be living all real, room, justice We'll be living, living all real, room We'll be living through this boundary blokey! Do you know why? Wish your day was eternal Omery for something to come back home It's organized by experts You still have a t fiber Oh, a rebirth That breath of evil We all live with good This is the style, making my choice We put this down, way down So now you hear me releasing some shells In the ground with the cliknest Lay the stake down on the dark side Take a look at your fight Turn biggest like no other guy Because I fucked the wide end Don't inside So just sweep the eye Think nothing, get to nothing Something got to be real Real, something got to be real Think nothing, get to nothing Something got to be real Real, something got to be real Is this gonna be theisesti Yang is doing you, keep going The fuse Real, always, always
It's made up here 5660 And I feel it is fucked by state of mind Stuck in the dream and I see the demon screaming Telling me it's time to die, oh I'm me I see the biggest day coming And giving the creepin' out of my window I'm ridin' of pain, pain, pain, pain Game to talk, it's stuff from a let go Give it up for the blood to murder, oh blood to murder, oh, oh Oh see the nigga when he goes to the window Head up for the bigger hole in this zone Gonna get to wait when the now my bag go With a mess out of swingin' Get rid of the duck now To the guts, buck, buck, bang, bang The thing is slain, dumbed out of baddies And I'm awesome and I'm both up and playing No screws he insane, I'm like, right I'm clean, I'm like, the thing is slain No, dumbed out of baddies And I'm awesome and I'm both up and playing No screws he insane, I'm like, right Now I know I didn't do some dirty, my tank Cause it never was stressin' my mind Messin' with my mind, take a bounce down Don't ever dare lay out, turn and realize it every day I could do it if I only pray, man Cause the nigga was lustin' for my nigga Because the nigga was stressin' For a year, I heard about Mr. Sot of Leverfury
He's clever, round after round after round Till fall down, now, mid-it-lick, mid-it-lick From there I've seen red, with my lips Six big deep with busts So real, what you see See, I said it's so real It's just a thug and we It's so real, what you see See, I said it's so real It's just a thug and we It's so real, what you see See, I said it's so real It's just a thug and we It's so real
It's just a thug and we It's just a thug and we
It's just a thug and we It's so bad boy thing We're the six-sink and straight-sweepin' We're the evil win-watch You die, one love, one life, one shine Your niggas ain't seen nothin' like a man Every line, I live with a writer With the pencils on niggas now Let boys lift a bite, hate it, but recite it It's a G thing, me and puffin' same balls Said they'd off, pictures walkin' toughest with G-strings But shots at your crew, her number charge As the golf string fly through the fall Foggets for more harmless than the opera
Frank is on top with the Jackson's My niggas are like you type Bad boy, respected the dark Coward, what type of niggas slangin' bangin' the streets Bad boy, what type of niggas stayin' a trump or weeks Bad boy, what type of niggas flyin' the streets Bad boy, aim for this guy, cut this shit then shoot What type of niggas slangin' bangin' the streets Bad boy, what type of niggas stayin' the trump or weeks Bad boy, what type of niggas flyin' the streets Bad boy, aim for this guy, cut this shit then shoot My niggas are like you type They'd off, pictures walkin' greys Bad boy, what type of niggas flyin' the streets Bad boy, what type of niggas flyin' the streets Bad boy, what type of niggas flyin' the streets We are oppressed. We are exploited. We are downtrodden. We are denied not only civil rights, but even human rights.
It's only the only way we are going to get some of this oppression and exploitation away from us or aside from us, is coming together against the coming enemy. We are not being able to get some of this oppression and exploitation away from us or aside from us, is coming together against the coming enemy.
We are not being able to get some of this oppression and exploitation away from us or aside from us or aside from us, is coming together against the coming enemy. This is the last generation they go fuck with with the grandchildren of Malcolm and Malcolm. Had enough for the protest in the March and won't be no peace, ain't no justice. This is the last generation you go fuck with. All I've mattered except the black ones were America, hard, y'all just having a blast. This is the beg for freedom, I won't even act, bro. I keep marching and protesting, oh we come back. So we had mass for the same dream, Martin had for us. So what if that shit don't add up with mass?
On the dock the King watching, he proudly say, again shoot back. Fucking Malcolm, I'll be like I told you, niggas, scrap, fuck no more. Get in our ass, bust, sast and clack for nothing. They built this country on our backs, buggin' I ain't with the shit, I'm with the shit. Mask and glovein' before this land, then make man-limchets from radges dumping. We boom, boom. Should've known we be here for the revolution, it was always about the movement, it was never just music. We trans, John and Mubarak, Vizionis, we rebel and students, but we made a lot of units, excellent shooters. Let's get it moving, soldier. They say, don't be trans, danger. And danger, it burst anger. Activists, or gang, bangle, six degrees of separation, just been to the strangest. For some, the transition, it took longer. But we did it now, look at how it made a strong movement. I think the Donald Gorn is in the late years. Two different poets, with two different views. After window with the rifle, they held off Malik, then beating down so long. It's hard to turn me over cheap, it's hard to even speak. I rather let the chopper talk.
I be damned if I just stand here and let them chop us off. We on board for the cause, we'll never jump us far. The grandbabies and the jolly stomping in the time of hearts. I got one. Dave Roberts here. There you are, surrounded by fans, sharing wings, sharing drinks, high-fiving random strangers. Everybody remembers the game. Nobody remembers the guy coughing behind you until a few days later. At 2 a.m., you wake up with a fever and your throat's on fire. Now what? Urgent care, clothes, ER, slam, telehealth, maybe. But the pharmacy's clothes, you needed a medical emergency kit. These aren't first aid kits. They contain essential prescriptions used for over 30 common conditions. Sinus and ear infection, UTIs, stomach bug, travelers diaria and more. On hand before you need them. Use your doctor-developed guidebook to select the right prescription or call their telemedicine doctor standing by. It's like an urgent care and drugstore at home. When you're sick, traveling or stranded, you'll wish you ordered a medical emergency kit. Order online in minutes and it's shipped to your door and say $45 with my promo code blue at urgentcarekit.com slash blue.
That's promo code blue at urgentcarekit.com slash blue. Fogs, moths, and then my mama heart. And that's the perfect mix. Throw the stuff in the top. We the grandchildren of Malcolm and Mark had enough for the protection of March. Won't be no peace, ain't no justice. This the last generation they gone fuck with. We the grandchildren of Malcolm and Mark had enough for the protection of March. Won't be no peace, ain't no justice. This the last generation you gone fuck with. We the grandchildren of the United States. The Negroes, three fifths of a man, man, wing. Maybe that's the reason you told them you boy. You'd have been a cop and feelin' feelin' a little more. Get me your last name. Like who fuckin' Mark? Just another Negro on the bucket rod. Set the mama and my daddy in that brown wagon. Your wife's favorite color is brown. Now I'm bragging. Now I'm laughing. It ain't a joke though. Put under homies in the chokehole.
Now I'm a low-goer. But now I'm speech-spanaged. I speak magic. If you're tragic, I'm seeing you vanish. Booth. Like be the Indian to poof. I'm a shootin' if you ain't with it. Get into the youth to tell the truth. I see the youth in the coop. Get them to poof. Get them to poof. Don't shoot like a leased gun. Do it. Think about it. Eat it ain't too deep. If you really think about it. If people sleep, can we really be about it? But these new gens be worried. I'm dead piece. Awake about the same old piece. But they ain't going out like no sheep. I see I woman on the front line. Against that bullshit design. And plus they find. But they don't mean you could grab their behind. You better reach that mind. Man, just stand up to that. Best to slack off that gadget. Revolution ain't no beauty, bad to it. I know we gonna do what we do. What good is we fucked out of shelter. Closing and fool. I know we gonna do what we do. We're gonna be fucked out of shelter. Closing and fool. I know we gonna do what we do. We're gonna be fucked out of shelter. Closing and fool. I'm a low-goer. Good as we fucked out of shelter. Closing and fool. Dov счит up stand up like that molly verser. But the first got last, and now the last come first. See these new gens they're playing. And saying, give them birth is the hardest damn thing on earth.
Yo, we the grandchildren are Malcolm and Maugh. Had enough for the pros. That'snt A March. Won't be no peace. Ain't no justice. Just the last generation, they gon fuck with. We the grandchildren are Malcolm and Maugh. Had enough for the protection in March and won't be no peace, ain't no justice This the last generation you gonna fuck with You gonna fuck with the race and you gonna... Wild plan Wild plan Right Right Should we come here to bullshit if gluten-diggle? Fuck no Naked? Naked? Naked? Naked? Naked? Naked? Naked? Naked? Naked? Nothing like the vultang, clang Doing what we want Through the gas-ningers and through what you can Flick it by all What you can, what you can? What you can, what you can? What you can, what you can? What you can, what you can? What you can, what you can? I love and keep cool
From a storm-star question I moved dark and nigger, you know the fashion Every move that I make out to city, correct? Then you jump bad, nigger you stupid, that's why you like Can we blast it? And fuck a mission I ain't asking Throw your fucking hands in the air and keep em right there Like quarter atmosphere bring the ruckus you in square Hip hoppers everywhere, bismopmas, hit me Yeah, so you have no gratitude That's why you're at a tube stinks I be niggas purple and pink I don't really give a fuck about what you think I come through this motherfuckers quick as a blank He was barking on the ground like he just built for the smoke Into the m gooms lining up and cracking them jump Him stepping down the pocket, his coughing is floating He was tough on the phone now, he flashes the chuck Oh, huh, what a hoe I came through this motherfucker to let your bitch niggas know
Next time you see me shine on the dime Niggas the greatest of all my fucking time Let me see a move shine, throw your W's in the air Dog pound of Wu-Tang clan, we all been here Now we ain't clan fear The only option that makes sense is winning motherfuckers Fuck every other pockets, every in the game DPG Dog pound gang with the Wu-Tang clan Doing what we want, you bitch niggas do what you can Left away G Dog He was talking to the Jets While you was in the stroller, we was moving all the way I might have changed a diaper, let your mother hold a check When you start to cries like he's quiet on a set Quiet on a set, the JK and the two times the search just stolen when they left I put you right back when it was over Now you wanna get your bombs off The Muck the Brock niggas tell you about it They wanna cut your eyes off
Hit me out, love you Never ever say my name, I'm a throw you a gem Try to blame a little click and ring with Ain't blowing up, but it's Trump I need 50, matter of fact, 60 running Okay, JK, freshman blade What a range, I'ma come through the glallion stage That's one angel, now get the fuck out of my house And you leaving the hood, from clock at night Get the shit out of my house Now the party didn't start till I was dead
And I probably won't be until it's the same But in the meantime, the end between time If you work your own thing, then I won't mind We came here together so we can have fun Me and you, baby, go on, one on one Now this is the last chance for us to get off So you to get loose, all your art to get lost Cause I'm just about ready to do my thing Cause I was stolen code to your rat machine I'ma give you what I got, you baby, that's plenty And never had one man ride so many I'ma make you wet, it makes you sweat Just to see how funky you can get Now win them on the mic, I do serve well And I go by the name of the rapper Jalup Now sit back, you lack the foot on your head Get up, you ready for a trip to the atmosphere Gonna take you for a ride with my lights on I don't need a spaceship, I use my microphone So hold on tight, we win all your mics Cause I'ma rock and like this for the rest of the night It's Jalup, y'all your master rapper And win them on the mic, it's a shit disaster
Cause MC's crumble, win we rumble Some think I'm soft, just because I'm humble So OEMC's are hoping real goodnessness Cause in this battle, I'm taking no prison I'm slam MC's right on the spot Cause I'm the master, all the rapper, the doctor, all the rapper The jack of old trades, the master of one And the thing I'm asking for, having fun We got three minutes left to rock this phone To separate the good stuff from the junk zone Get in the groove and feel a sound And once you're inside, spread yourself around From the bottom to the top, top to the bottom Come on, now, get in funky while we die Meet at the bottom, down from the start We used to get in the bell up, out of the dark Sometimes you're right, sometimes you're sick In the summer of the winter, cause it ain't no thing And every setting up roast came round Side by side, with road down We can't deal to this kid place To serve you all right to your face Because this can be a bit out of show
Summer, we didn't want to use the fun together We got a win the men of the island And the ladies keep it hollow Two hot, two sweet, the beat's out of I'm gonna send the wreckage straight And I hope that it is not too late If you want the best, the most settled for less Put your money only out of your best friend Come on, one for the job Two for the best Three for the ladies Four for the play Five minutes to find this ain't no job To pull your bottom off the tree stop Ladies real pretty, the city is city But now we're getting down to the nitty-titty Bring me from the bottom to the top Top to the bottom I'm gonna buy a wine I still got a rap bitch shower Has style and power and this Is our disco I don't know if all of you have heard So it's up to me to spread the word About the man that we feel It's got the beat real I'm proud with all the wheels of steel He yelled by the name of Ram Master D So if it's alright, but you was alright with me We're gonna rock you people's minds with ease With some help from the price show If you please
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I'm sorry your private is home, ladies, we can't go back to it. On your line we'll be getting to back to you. In fire. Radio. Dave Roberts here, there you are surrounded by fans, sharing wings, sharing drinks, high fiveing random strangers. Everybody remembers the game, nobody remembers the guy coughing behind you until a few days later. At 2 a.m., you wake up with a fever and your throat's on fire. Now what? Urgent care, clothes, ER, slam, telehealth, maybe, but the pharmacy's clothes. You needed a medical emergency kit. These aren't first aid kits, they contain essential prescriptions used for over 30 common conditions. You need a nurse and ear infection, UTI, stomach bug, travelers diaria and more.
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